Ghosts of Gympie Library

I was a cleaner at Gympie Library for two years and the things that
happened are true. I met the spirit of a small girl who was about eight
years old, she was dressed in her favorite Sunday school clothes and is
a pretty girl.

I met her standing on the steps one night as I was to clean and I
have met her at the side of my bed many a morning. She follows me all
over, we have heard her make sounds also.

in Gympie Library there is a cheeky old guy from Lancashire, England
who was a miner who passed away aged 77, he told me he has been there
since the new library opened. His name is Freddy and he hates
Yorkshiremen as I am one and he comes from Lancashire, England.

In the history room in another guy from Ireland called "Paddy," also
a miner and there is a real beaut of a lady with him -- not his wife,
but again some one who came with the books. She's from Victorian time
and is dressed all in white. Paddy is from the same time but he is a
very strong man and will never leave the room -- Freddy and paddy don't
get on.

I was in the kitchen cleaning when I heard the work mate call me. I
went down the hall to ask him what he wanted and he said, "I didn't call
you." We went back to the kitchen and the cups had been moved and a
jumper was on the table that had been cleaned before.

I asked Freddy who had done this -- he said it was him trying to get
my attention. I got a medium friend of mine in and we found the three
ghosts and at least 50 children, dogs, cats, snakes, and farm animals
too.

But one hell of a lot more people ghosts in there. I don't work there
now but when I go in the day time I feel them all over. Freddy and Paddy
are there but only when I go to the rooms they are in.

One night I had to clean the carpet and it was around 11:00 PM. I put
some music on as all night I could hear the books being flipped open by
the spirits in there so I put a tape in of Dean Martin and all was
still. When the tape stopped I put on a heavy rock band and over in the
far corner a whole book shelf crashed to the ground. I turned the music
off and called out, "Okay, you don't like this. What do you want me to
play?" Then I asked, "Dean Martin?" and all the books started to flip
again, so Dean went on and I went to pick up the books but none had
fallen down.

I finished at 1:30 AM and as I turned the lights off to lock up and
leave, I could see some of the spirits in the shadow of the moon inside.
As I walked to my car I could feel them looking at me. As I said, I
don't work there now, but they are all still there. The people who work
in libraries will know what I am talking about.